Apartment Above Stark Industries, Thursday afternoon

[heroic_jawline]

Steve was very proud of himself! He'd managed to put together an email party invitation (and a few hard copies for folks like Bucky because he wanted to be sure everyone knew) and sent it to all of the teachers and other adults in Fandom:

Tony and Steve invite you to an Adults Only Halloween Costume Party!
Tuesday, October 31, 8pm until whenever Steve gets old and kicks you out
--People dressed as Avengers get extra-strong drinks--
Catered by Eliot, hope Hardison told you

Steve sat in front of his computer for a few minutes after sending it out to answer any email questions or flail silently about mistyped email addresses that would bounce.

[OOC: So open!]

Comments

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan had one very important question that he needed to ask, because hey, he could always use an extra strong drink, okay? And so he was writing a return e-mail.

You know, a very important one.


Hey, Steve! What's an Avenger?

[heroic_jawline]

The team Tony and I are a part of, Steve wrote back. Back home, lots of kids dress up for Halloween in our costumes. We look like this.

And then he attached a picture. Marvel at Steve's adeptness in technology!

Or how much JARVIS is helping him out. Or both.

[uncertain_dume]

Those are colorful, aren't they?

...

So, what's the deal with the guy in the cape?

Asked Kanan 'I refuse to shave my stupid beard or cut my hair' Jarrus.

[heroic_jawline]

That's Thor. He's exuberant. And a god, apparently.

[uncertain_dume]

I am neither of those things.

Duh, Kanan.

But I could probably at least fake being able to pull off the look. What other things to people dress as for this holiday? Pretty sure nobody would understand if I dressed up as something from home.

[heroic_jawline]

Ghosts, vampires, werewolves, witches--the original holiday was a festival to remember the dead, so the costumes were so you didn't accidentally get taken. I think. Ma explained it to me but I was really little.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Course I told him! Be prepared to be amazed at this party's caterin'! Hardison sent.

You know, while praising Jesus and all the baby angels that Eliot mostly hated technology. Maybe that would mean he'd have a chance to ask before Eliot realized he'd been voluntold. "Uh...Eliot? Babe?"

[heroic_jawline]

Can he make jello molds?

He could be trolling, he could be serious! Steve loved email.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Like hearts and brains for creepy desserts? Or creepy jello shots?

Ha! It was Halloween! Hardison hadn't even THOUGHT of weird Depression-era meals yet! Take that, Troll-Steve!

[heroic_jawline]

Like with peas and carrots and mayonnaise?

You know, crimes against humanity.

[geniuswithasmartphone]

I did not volunteer my boyfriend's services so you could insult me over email, Hardison informed him.

[heroic_jawline]

It was something my Ma made! It was-- not even Steve could say it was good, --a thing we ate!

[what_the_shock]

Miguel...had only the vaguest notion who this was.

He frowned at the e-mail and replied.

Which Avengers?

[heroic_jawline]

I'm sorry, I don't understand the question, Steve wrote back. Sincerely, SGR.

[what_the_shock]

There were approximately fifteen hundred Avengers just in 616, Steve, and Miguel had seen a lot of universes.

He shrugged and let it go.

It'd be your fault if he showed up as himself from Earth-98120.

Or John Steed.

[solarhippie]

Well, at least Karolina was aware that Captain America worked at the school. (Again.) But it was one thing to see him at a distance at a dance, and really another to get an email from him.

And while she remembered from her experience as a student that party invites often went out to everyone possible, she couldn't help having a moment of hesitation. And so:

Hello Captain Rogers,

thank you for the invite, but are you *sure* you meant to send it to me?

Karolina Dean
Guidance counselor, Fandom High

Yes, she spent at least five minutes trying to decide what to adress him as. And then another ten minutes deciding how to word anything else.

[heroic_jawline]

Should I not have? Steve asked. I know that multiverses can get confusing. Your name doesn't seem familiar, though. Sincerely, SGR.

[solarhippie]

Oh, no! I hope I didn't seem rude.

She would never not worry about that. No matter how confident she got.

I just wasn't sure if you meant to send it to everyone. I wouldn't expect you to know me, but I also have met another you, before.

[heroic_jawline]

The more the merrier, truly, Steve wrote back. Were you and...other me...not friendly?

[solarhippie]

Well, might as well do this now, and get it over with?

He kiiiind of separated me from all of my friends and sent me across the country to boarding school? I get why, now, but *at the time* it didn't feel very friendly to scared kids.

But, I think he was older than you, and very obviously a different version anyway, so... I'm not holding that against you.

[throughaphase]

NO SCHNAPPS.

For reasons.

[heroic_jawline]

No schnapps, Steve agreed. Are there Halloween-y drinks?

[throughaphase]

Roughly 400. Some look like brains in a shot glass.

[heroic_jawline]

That sounds...not tasty, Steve said. Are they good?

[throughaphase]

No. and okay, it's schnapps. (I won't be drinking them.) It's what you serve for the look, or when everyone's too drunk to care.